290 Demon Seeds (1/2)

”Who's there…? Please help me… I know you can see me… Please, it hurts so much…” The vengeful pleaded from the bottom of the well. Each time her power was drawn, it was like a part of her existence was ripped away.

When Leon heard this, he understood that the vengeful spirit had sensed his precise positioning, but cannot actually see him.

”Are you really a vengeful spirit? Who trapped you here, and why did they? What happened to the other people who have been living here?” Leon inquired with a slightly raised voice for the vengeful spirit to hear.

”You... You can understand me? That's great! Someone who can finally understand my words! Please help me! I will be forever grateful!”

The vengeful spirit was overjoyed. A glimmer of hope lit up in its dull grey eyes, but Leon could not see it.

”Answer my questions.”

”Will you help me if I answer them?” The vengeful spirit hopefully asked.

”That would depend on your answer,” Leon said, neither agreeing nor denying. Of course, he would blindly trust a vengeful spirit's words after listening to it. He would try to derive the truth after hearing what it had to say. ”Who made these formations?”

”I don't know… I have never seen anything so frightening like them… They are not humans… well… at least they don't look like humans to me, but they were the ones who made these things and trapped me here a long time ago…”

”It had been slowly draining my power for the past 200 years… but nothing like what happened last night… It started drawing my power like crazy and attracted the others over to investigate. The next thing I knew, they were already gone.”

Contrary to Leon's expectation, the vengeful spirit had been held captive for too long to be taking any chances. The prospect of being freed made it spill everything it knew without holding anything back.

However, Leon did not know this as he furrowed his brows. What the vengeful spirit said was the same as not saying anything at all. It was vague and did not explain any of the things he wanted to know.

”It seems like you don't want my help at all. Helping you will just be endangering myself!” Leon snorted coldly.

”Noo! Please, I'm not a bad spirit! Wuwuu… I already said everything I know… Wuwuu… Even if I want to know, I can't see anything down here in this darkness.” The vengeful spirit cried.

Leon started to become suspicious and, at the same time, felt guilty. Why does it feel like he had become the villain?

It was strange that he could not sense any malice and hostility from the vengeful spirit, but considering it was an intelligent vengeful spirit, it might have learned to mask them.

Leon had his guard raised as he made sure not to fall for the vengeful spirit's tricks and tender voice that sounded no different to a normal young lady.

”They were bad people. Why can't I kill them? They were the reason I died. Is it also wrong to take revenge?”

”Of course not, but you did not stop at just killing those young nobles. You killed off their entire families. Don't tell me, their parents, grandparents, and kids were all bad people too?” Leon said, he also understood the logic of ending enmity by removing the roots. He only asked for the heck of pushing the vengeful spirit to reveal its true nature.

”Bad, of course, they are also bad people! The parents who raised those evil spawns and turned a blind eye can't possibly be good people! They've done their share of—Ahhhh! It hurts! Help me! Ahhhh!”

Another round of energy was drained from the vengeful spirit to feed the hidden array in the dark clouds above.

Leon paid no heed to the vengeful spirit's painful cry and sent out his divine sense to record all the details he could see from the formations under the well and array above. As long as their image was engraved in his memory, he could peruse and study them. He would not have to stay on site.

Suddenly, Leon narrowed his eyes as he saw a few figures dropped out from the dark clouds as the light from the energy were faded.

The figures numbered four and did not slow their momentum as they slam into the ground with a heavy thud. They did not move and wore painful expressions. It appeared that they were unconscious.

'Are these the missing people?' Leon thought. He could not confirm, but Baron Grant could. He carefully walked over and rounded them all up, dragging the four bodies by their collar with two in each hand.

He made his way towards the exit of Lost Isle Alley and did not bid farewell to the vengeful spirit, but it could hear him growing distant.

”Are you leaving? Why won't you save me… wuwuuu…” The vengeful spirit cried before the young lady's voice changed, becoming malevolent and full of malice. ”You must also be a bad person! Only a bad person would ignore a person in need and not save this poor girl here! Argh!! People like you should also die for making this girl cry!”

The tone of the vengeful spirit was oppressive and filled with coldness. He left Lost Isle Alley with a few beads of cold sweat trickling down his face.

Sure enough, the vengeful spirit had problems. An old intelligent vengeful spirit trapped 200 years cannot possibly normal. An average person would have developed mental issues in its situation. Leon was glad he did not rashly try to free it from its confinement.